Spud: Stories and Updates Archive

“I hope your teeth fall out”

That was what I told my 6-year-old daughter the other evening when I put her to bed: I hope your teeth fall out. Out loud. In her face. Really meaning it. Sounds bad, I know. But no,

Pirate of the House

Don’t anyone dare call this Pirate of the House “Pirate”. The one with the fancy eye patch   N’uh! Not the mother, not the father, not the brother, not a.n.y.o.n.e.  The mere mention of the word “pirate”

Spud Turns 6!

[Sunday Humour will resume next week as I’m making way for something more important today] To my Not-So-Little Chatterbox, My! My! We’ve only been living in the Netherlands for no more than 3 months and look at

A Breakfast Conversation with Spud

These days, I find it hard to get out of bed in the morning. I don’t even hear the alarm. Sometimes, most times,  I really just cannot wake up, and Silver Bullet would be kind enough to

A Daughter’s Chicken Soup for the Soul

Mummy-guilt sets in when I came home to this last week: That little drawing tugged at my heart-strings. Big time! My 5 year old daughter left the drawing at the dining table and I had not notice